He Only Who Gave Life Has A

Platonic Love Is Platonic Nonsense.

Youth Is Rather To Be Pitied Than Envied By People In Years Since It Is Doomed To Toil Through The Rugged Road Of Life Which The Others Have Passed Through, In Search Of Happiness That Is Not To Be Met With In It And That, At The Highest, Can Be Compounded For Only By The Blessing Of A Contented Mind.

I Am Forced, As I Have Often Said, To Try To Make Myself Laugh, That I May Not Cry: For One Or Other I Must Do.

For The Human Mind Is Seldom At Stay: If You Do Not Grow Better, You Will Most Undoubtedly Grow Worse.

The Grace That Makes Every Grace Amiable Is Humility.